aiight first off u aint got to get an attitude partna, but u wanna be rude and keep actin like a herb then prepare to get merked.


you think your lyrics are xplicit, i cant hear-it cause im vicious, got u doin bitch work like tha dishes//

u dont get three wishes and they aint no fairy-god-mother, u fuck wit treazons riches you get splashed and carried-odd-brother//

down-to-tha-morgue, i chopped ya crown-with-a-sword, came up missin till u got found-in-a-ford//

thats been dicarded, this tricks retarded, ever since this started ive been soft-hearted//

time to release-my-piece, and complete-tha-beast, so my beast-can-feast,on your weakest piece//

your far-from-xplicit, my bars-are-exquisite, ill give you tha details on our-next-visit//

our as in split personalitys,my mind converts reality into an abnormality, y u think u can challenge-me//

you wanna talk pretty and sugar-coat ya words, so ill give no mercy and open-up-ya-nerves//

spliced and sliced looked through ya life twice, cause tha first time i shot ya, tha second time you threw tha dice..